Male God Please Lie Down

In case, wait for him to agree to himself.

"Yi Ran--"

She yelled.

"Ok!"

Ruan responded, and looked at Fusang beside him again, and the two smiled at each other.

"Yi Ran--"

Qing Ming called out a second time.

"Ahaha, hey!"

Ru Ran responded again, and he glanced at Qing Ming obliquely.

Hope is here!

"Yi Ran--"

Qingming shouted again expectantly.

"Hmm! Humph~"

Ruran responded and raised his eyebrows to look at Qing Ming, the expression on his face was also very happy.

Seeing that he had already yelled three times clearly, Qing Ming hadn't moved yet?

"Haha-are you this? Call someone three times, and then they will go in... I don't know my real name, it's not called this!"

Fusang laughed again, hugging her arms, and laughed happily.

"Yes! I've played with it, so now... it's time to give you a ride!"

Ruan smiled, and the magic sword in his hand was raised high again.

Qingming gritted her teeth, shit, she knew it was useless.

Spicy chicken!

Qing Ming waved his hand, and the bottle was thrown out.

"Qingming...You are not good, how can you just throw away the master's things like this!"

Ye Chen appeared horizontally, and the person in white clothes dangled his eyes. After he stood on the ground, he reached out to hold the bottle, and looked at Qing Ming with reproach.

Daxian is here!

Although the way Daxian came down was very pretentious, but Qing Ming looked at it, but was very moved.

It's saved!

As soon as Ye Chen stood here, Qing Ming felt refreshed in an instant, and the coercion that had been released had long since dissipated.

Looking back, Ye Chen hasn't done anything yet.

Ruran's body, which had already been formed, was slowly melting.

"Yi Ran--"

The Fusang on the side was startled and already cried out. What's wrong?

The God that he had been looking up to, how well he became like this.

Ru Ran couldn't answer anything at this time, and he instantly turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, Ye Chen raised the bottle in his hand, and the pool of blood was just sucked into it.

"Hey—"

After absorbing the puddle of blood, Ye Chen threw the bottle to Qingyu again.

"Take it for refining, it may be useful in the future."

"Thank you Daxian!"

Qing Ming respectfully bowed to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen walked slowly to Fusang.

Fusang was deterred by the kind of fairy aura on him.

Probably it has been a long time with Ru Ran, and she seems to be a demon gradually.

"Daxian—I was persecuted by him!"

Fusang knelt on the ground in fright, tears and nose running down.

She stretched out her hand and pointed towards the bottle.

Seeing her at a young age, Qing Qing had achieved her culmination with her skill at the top of the wall.

It's just Daxian, how could he believe her.

Who knows the next second, Ye Chen nodded slightly.

"How can a simple and cute girl like you do things that hurt the world? She must be persecuted."

Ye Chen sighed heavily again.

"Yes, Daxian... I hope Daxian can ferry me..."

Fusang said, kneeling on the ground with a pious expression.

"good!!"

Ye Chen nodded, stretched out a hand, and sucked at Fusang's head for a while.